the sleeping pill had worked great. too. For a moment I feared that the boy was dead. Instead it was stone dead, but sleeping. fell in a few minutes like a cooked pear. I now had to give me to do. drag it down below, in the playroom. So call: the playroom.
-I can offer you a drink? - The little shit had accepted - thank you gladly - and there in the kitchen drops down in the drink while he could not see me. then a good mixed and the magic potion that was pretty ready. poor bastard.
I was polite and friendly so far. indeed, almost subdued, almost shy. I went often in that area of the park to pick up. and I was good. but this time it was something different than usual. very different.
when I saw him I knew it was perfect. per-fet-to! I just do not be too explicit, I could not risk sending me to fuck off as an old queen. I had to act in trickery. make sure it was him, I believe that the same guy towing. that we had fallen. an exchange of glances again and yet again at the end of the excuse of cigarettes ...
-Sorry, you'd have a light?
Sure-sure!
all downhill from there onwards. What do you do what you do not make you real nice here I do not often come to us and shit like that. to conclude. a hustler beautiful and good. in the end the poem ends and everything always boils down to something very trivial. bleakly banal. But this time I had in mind a very special evening. oh no, it was not trivial. so I could not go wrong. and then as I said the boy was perfect.
a prey item when there are some precautions I should take. Meanwhile, not to be seen by anyone with the prey. then informed of his status. ie family, friends and dates. in short, potential threats of pain in the ass of someone who can be traced back to me. so while we drove by car to my house I had two dozen questions, seemingly innocent and trivial but in reality I was informed about everything that I needed to know about him.
M and was called out over and above a student's off-site, in the sense that friends and family were in another città.magnifico, nobody would have tried for quite some time young but not young but showed much less of his years .
I change strategy at the time, adapting to circumstances and to whom I'm facing. M I realized it was a pretty shit. even arrogant, manner and speech. so as I said I had opted for a submissive attitude of the fake. I tended to give him more reason to be kind and very gentle. This had caused him more relaxed and that meant that he was lowering his guard. more and more. so did not suspect anything, zero to zero when I brought the drinks. had not even put any question about whether I lived alone in a large country house, isolated from the rest. it was that along with a complete stranger to her house. probably he was convinced that to have things in hand ... haha poor deluded.! soon, very soon you would realize that he had miscalculated.
was not then a big effort to bring him down. the staircase is steep, that's fine, but the boy weighs little. will be about sixty pounds, no more ... ... I would say a high and seventies. a light weight short.
but here we are. we arrived. becomes increasingly difficult and I am no longer young. I think of something ... I know ... I have to hurry like a freight elevator would not want to awaken the shit right now. that it would be a mess. I hit him on the head, but I could run the risk of killing him with a blow too hard.
I begin to undress. Meanwhile, I think the surprise when you find yourself half naked and very uncomfortable .... I imagine his face. usually react with surprise at first. then when they realize the situation really mocking smiles disappear suddenly. from then on understood to be in a very precarious situation. indeed potentially dangerous.
I take it the first ili thick wool sweater. jeans and shoes and socks. the wing and take off my panties, too late I leave wearing only a T-shirt. The first thing I notice is that it is completely shaved. not a hair on her legs that one, smooth as a baby's ass. also has very few pubic hairs. is lying on his stomach on the floor of the room. I look at my ass. nice firm and round. nine votes, just because we take only ten to the gods. the legs are beautiful. lean and firm. tapered muscles of the thighs, calves, well defined, slender ankles. even the feet deserve full marks. Small, in my opinion than a forty forty-one, well taken care of the skin soft, with a very pronounced arch. slender, with fingers absolutely proportionate. he being on his stomach on the soles of his feet are pointing up and make up all those folds of skin that I have always found it extremely curled erotic.
I pause a moment to contemplate the whole, focusing on various details ... fuck me now just what I have to move or wake up.
however, that prey, that shot. I have your mouth watering. this guy is really perfect. I was right.
the playroom is not a place improvised. over time, my passions have evolved and with them the room, or better equipment that I installed. is not great but the space is well utilized. I also put into operation a good lighting system because I like to see well what I do and then I need if I want to take some photos. I stuck to the ceiling four adjustable rings that I use when I want to hang my prey. sometimes hang them by their wrists and sometimes the feet upside down, as was done with the pigs once. depends on the imagination of the moment and what inspires me the prey. but it is not the case today. at least not tonight. Then I put a small bench, low and short of wood. a simple thing that I use for incaprettamento and other small places of passage. But the highlight of furniture is the table of torture. I have personally built, with my hands. an excellent job of assembling. on my design course. consists of a steel base, a board eight feet long to which are added to the four corners rings with sturdy leather wrist bands, which in turn are connected to chains that are part of many pulleys. the pulleys are driven by an electric motor. putting them in action I can stretch and stretch your whole body tied on the table by pulling in four directions. or only in two directions depends. mechanisms are independent and adjustable. the plank type of traction used in the Middle Ages that have inspired me. a really nice arrangement. I chose steel as the material because it is easier to wash and I take much care of my equipment. are methodical. Once at work I remember a colleague of mine told me that I was picky about how I could very well be a serial killer. we all had a good laugh over. I remember that I told her I was right. people sometimes do not even imagine what comes closer to reality without realizing it. But back to us. But I chose to start another thing for my new friend. the pillory. as I said I usually let myself be guided by my instincts from the sensations of the moment. to see him lying on the ass in the air made me instantly want to fuck. now first. her ass naked and hard inspired me.
this is a quite unusual though. usually never mix the two. or when I do I want to do that and just have sex. I go, someone trailer, pay, maybe go to the hotel, I make my scopatina as all end of story. But when I feel like a prey, somebody to bring down here usually I only torture, pure pain. No sex. no distractions. but this time I will make an exception. this ass if he really deserves a thorough study .... I need this in the shame tonight.
with a bit of effort I put up. fold it to ninety shoves his neck and wrists in the media and then close the top stuck inside. He still hung on for a while but slowly starting to wake up. I want you to be awake and alert. I do not want to lose even a single minute of fun.
here it is. we. ohhh my head ... but what ... but ... where the usual things. they always say the same things more or less.
- Well wake up darling. I've been waiting
support both my hands on his buttocks firm and begin to feel everywhere. key touch feel I admire. smooth skin soft ass hard
- Mmm my friend have an ass that is a fairy tale. I want it to taste like a ripe fruit
Meanwhile, the sucker starts the series of protests and lamentations. where they are because what you do what you want from me let me go so I will not say anything. I do not play in any way and in the meantime I've dropped my pants. my dick is already a rod of marble. are as hard a few times. not delay further. I can not wait any longer. call of the wild is too strong. I open her buttocks with his hands and unceremoniously slam into him. yells the cries and protests. music to my ears, even if we do not feel at this time. are too busy enjoying. then after a while it explodes in a violent orgasm, howling like a wolf of the steppe. god what a nice cumshot.
-I can offer you a drink? - The little shit had accepted - thank you gladly - and there in the kitchen drops down in the drink while he could not see me. then a good mixed and the magic potion that was pretty ready. poor bastard.
I was polite and friendly so far. indeed, almost subdued, almost shy. I went often in that area of the park to pick up. and I was good. but this time it was something different than usual. very different.
when I saw him I knew it was perfect. per-fet-to! I just do not be too explicit, I could not risk sending me to fuck off as an old queen. I had to act in trickery. make sure it was him, I believe that the same guy towing. that we had fallen. an exchange of glances again and yet again at the end of the excuse of cigarettes ...
-Sorry, you'd have a light?
Sure-sure!
all downhill from there onwards. What do you do what you do not make you real nice here I do not often come to us and shit like that. to conclude. a hustler beautiful and good. in the end the poem ends and everything always boils down to something very trivial. bleakly banal. But this time I had in mind a very special evening. oh no, it was not trivial. so I could not go wrong. and then as I said the boy was perfect.
a prey item when there are some precautions I should take. Meanwhile, not to be seen by anyone with the prey. then informed of his status. ie family, friends and dates. in short, potential threats of pain in the ass of someone who can be traced back to me. so while we drove by car to my house I had two dozen questions, seemingly innocent and trivial but in reality I was informed about everything that I needed to know about him.
M and was called out over and above a student's off-site, in the sense that friends and family were in another città.magnifico, nobody would have tried for quite some time young but not young but showed much less of his years .
I change strategy at the time, adapting to circumstances and to whom I'm facing. M I realized it was a pretty shit. even arrogant, manner and speech. so as I said I had opted for a submissive attitude of the fake. I tended to give him more reason to be kind and very gentle. This had caused him more relaxed and that meant that he was lowering his guard. more and more. so did not suspect anything, zero to zero when I brought the drinks. had not even put any question about whether I lived alone in a large country house, isolated from the rest. it was that along with a complete stranger to her house. probably he was convinced that to have things in hand ... haha poor deluded.! soon, very soon you would realize that he had miscalculated.
was not then a big effort to bring him down. the staircase is steep, that's fine, but the boy weighs little. will be about sixty pounds, no more ... ... I would say a high and seventies. a light weight short.
but here we are. we arrived. becomes increasingly difficult and I am no longer young. I think of something ... I know ... I have to hurry like a freight elevator would not want to awaken the shit right now. that it would be a mess. I hit him on the head, but I could run the risk of killing him with a blow too hard.
I begin to undress. Meanwhile, I think the surprise when you find yourself half naked and very uncomfortable .... I imagine his face. usually react with surprise at first. then when they realize the situation really mocking smiles disappear suddenly. from then on understood to be in a very precarious situation. indeed potentially dangerous.
I take it the first ili thick wool sweater. jeans and shoes and socks. the wing and take off my panties, too late I leave wearing only a T-shirt. The first thing I notice is that it is completely shaved. not a hair on her legs that one, smooth as a baby's ass. also has very few pubic hairs. is lying on his stomach on the floor of the room. I look at my ass. nice firm and round. nine votes, just because we take only ten to the gods. the legs are beautiful. lean and firm. tapered muscles of the thighs, calves, well defined, slender ankles. even the feet deserve full marks. Small, in my opinion than a forty forty-one, well taken care of the skin soft, with a very pronounced arch. slender, with fingers absolutely proportionate. he being on his stomach on the soles of his feet are pointing up and make up all those folds of skin that I have always found it extremely curled erotic.
I pause a moment to contemplate the whole, focusing on various details ... fuck me now just what I have to move or wake up.
however, that prey, that shot. I have your mouth watering. this guy is really perfect. I was right.
the playroom is not a place improvised. over time, my passions have evolved and with them the room, or better equipment that I installed. is not great but the space is well utilized. I also put into operation a good lighting system because I like to see well what I do and then I need if I want to take some photos. I stuck to the ceiling four adjustable rings that I use when I want to hang my prey. sometimes hang them by their wrists and sometimes the feet upside down, as was done with the pigs once. depends on the imagination of the moment and what inspires me the prey. but it is not the case today. at least not tonight. Then I put a small bench, low and short of wood. a simple thing that I use for incaprettamento and other small places of passage. But the highlight of furniture is the table of torture. I have personally built, with my hands. an excellent job of assembling. on my design course. consists of a steel base, a board eight feet long to which are added to the four corners rings with sturdy leather wrist bands, which in turn are connected to chains that are part of many pulleys. the pulleys are driven by an electric motor. putting them in action I can stretch and stretch your whole body tied on the table by pulling in four directions. or only in two directions depends. mechanisms are independent and adjustable. the plank type of traction used in the Middle Ages that have inspired me. a really nice arrangement. I chose steel as the material because it is easier to wash and I take much care of my equipment. are methodical. Once at work I remember a colleague of mine told me that I was picky about how I could very well be a serial killer. we all had a good laugh over. I remember that I told her I was right. people sometimes do not even imagine what comes closer to reality without realizing it. But back to us. But I chose to start another thing for my new friend. the pillory. as I said I usually let myself be guided by my instincts from the sensations of the moment. to see him lying on the ass in the air made me instantly want to fuck. now first. her ass naked and hard inspired me.
this is a quite unusual though. usually never mix the two. or when I do I want to do that and just have sex. I go, someone trailer, pay, maybe go to the hotel, I make my scopatina as all end of story. But when I feel like a prey, somebody to bring down here usually I only torture, pure pain. No sex. no distractions. but this time I will make an exception. this ass if he really deserves a thorough study .... I need this in the shame tonight.
with a bit of effort I put up. fold it to ninety shoves his neck and wrists in the media and then close the top stuck inside. He still hung on for a while but slowly starting to wake up. I want you to be awake and alert. I do not want to lose even a single minute of fun.
here it is. we. ohhh my head ... but what ... but ... where the usual things. they always say the same things more or less.
- Well wake up darling. I've been waiting
support both my hands on his buttocks firm and begin to feel everywhere. key touch feel I admire. smooth skin soft ass hard
- Mmm my friend have an ass that is a fairy tale. I want it to taste like a ripe fruit
Meanwhile, the sucker starts the series of protests and lamentations. where they are because what you do what you want from me let me go so I will not say anything. I do not play in any way and in the meantime I've dropped my pants. my dick is already a rod of marble. are as hard a few times. not delay further. I can not wait any longer. call of the wild is too strong. I open her buttocks with his hands and unceremoniously slam into him. yells the cries and protests. music to my ears, even if we do not feel at this time. are too busy enjoying. then after a while it explodes in a violent orgasm, howling like a wolf of the steppe. god what a nice cumshot.
